A Quiet Bit of the Beach, Monday Afternoon
Tahiri'd been incredibly unsettled since Sunday, when the latest bout of island weirdness had worn off. Talking with Firekeeper -- and the subsequent wrestling match -- had helped as it always did, if not completely; Firekeeper was as close as anyone came to being her best friend around here, even if that was something she'd probably never call anyone else again. She didn't see it happening . . . maybe that was part of the problem.
One of the downsides of the past few days being over was that everything she'd been too preoccupied to think about came rushing back in a way that reminded her more than she wanted it to about the minutes after she'd regained consciousness back in the ruins of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. So as soon as she was out of class -- and that had brought back older memories that hurt more than a little bit, maybe more than they should, in light of the past week -- she headed down to the beach and found herself a spot on an outcropping of rock well away from the water.
It didn't help much either when she realized what was coming up in . . . a few weeks? Something like that, something too close and too far away at the same time. As anniversaries went this wouldn't be among the happy milestones, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't worried about how she'd deal with that when it came around.
Too much stuff she wasn't ready for. Things she wasn't sure she could let go, or wanted to.
Tucking her knees up under her chin, Tahiri settled down to watch the waves and maybe try to meditate for a while.
[OOC: Establishy (because I'm mean to the kid), but open. It's a multitasking post. it's even kind of a linkdrop, and might even be more of one later. WTF? I never do that. O.O]
One of the downsides of the past few days being over was that everything she'd been too preoccupied to think about came rushing back in a way that reminded her more than she wanted it to about the minutes after she'd regained consciousness back in the ruins of the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. So as soon as she was out of class -- and that had brought back older memories that hurt more than a little bit, maybe more than they should, in light of the past week -- she headed down to the beach and found herself a spot on an outcropping of rock well away from the water.
It didn't help much either when she realized what was coming up in . . . a few weeks? Something like that, something too close and too far away at the same time. As anniversaries went this wouldn't be among the happy milestones, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't worried about how she'd deal with that when it came around.
Too much stuff she wasn't ready for. Things she wasn't sure she could let go, or wanted to.
Tucking her knees up under her chin, Tahiri settled down to watch the waves and maybe try to meditate for a while.
[OOC: Establishy (because I'm mean to the kid), but open. It's a multitasking post. it's even kind of a linkdrop, and might even be more of one later. WTF? I never do that. O.O]